I am crap at judging space and distance, any kind of measurement.
I have a couple nice sets of nesting pyrex bowls with covers for leftovers. I am constantly choosing the wrong size -- overflowing a bowl that is too small or giving up refrigerator real estate with a bowl way too large.
I have had a quilt planned for months now. I have the material but it sits there waiting for me to finally get over my anxiety over doing the cutting. Measure twice and cut once? How about measure ten times and cut at least three times?
I once watched my brother putting down carpet for our mom. He cut to go around a doorframe without taking out his measure and it fit perfectly. How are we even related? Which one of us is the milkman's kid, Mom?
Obviously, parking my car is a huge scary burden for me.
I could not get my little Ford C-Max straight in parking space. I don't attempt parallel parking or backing into a space. Dane would get out of the car and laugh hysterically at the wonky angle of the car. Now I have a Ford Edge, a MUCH larger car. I swear I aim for the center of the two lines, but somehow my perception is off or the lines actually move. I don't know.
Yesterday I went to the vegetable market. It's a very busy place so even the farthest spaces get filled up sometimes. I saw a space open up in the last row and pulled into it. I saw that I was pretty far from the car on my left so I looked to the right and sure enough -- way to close and, worse, the driver was sitting in that car. I backed out and tried again. I fiddled around getting my bags and making sure I had my list before I got out of the car.
When I headed toward the store I heard the other driver call out, "Thank you for your consideration." Oh no, was that sarcastic? Was an angry man going to rant at me for my lousy parking attempt? I turned around and he was smiling and waving. "Really, thank you for moving over and giving me the space. Most people would not have bothered."
Honestly, a couple of week ago I walked out of Walmart without whatever it was I went there for because people were SO cranky -- customers and staff both. It was hurting my soul. I thanked that man for his patience and his kind words and felt a little bit better about the human condition. makes me want to do better.
Oh my! What a post! It made me laugh. So hilarious! Are you that bad??? Anyway, I am glad that the man made you feel better. We need such people in our sorry little lives.
ReplyDeleteGigi, I may exaggerate a bit for effect, but I am pretty bad.
ReplyDeleteOlga, when we first got our Lincoln MKC, I was at a loss with the press button ignition, no gears to shift, and that video camera that has the screen to help you park. For the longest, I couldn't trust that screen and just had to look behind me. Now, I'm better... but I wouldn't say that I was good at it.
ReplyDeleteThank you for a light hearted post, with a heart warming ending.
ReplyDeleteRian, The back up camera confuses me. I lose track of right and left and I think it is dangerous.
ReplyDeleteLinda, I have not been watching the news lately and I find I have a much sunnier disposition. But not watching news is not something I can sustain for long. Just have to store up some happy thoughts once in a while.
Really? You can't be that bad:) Thanks for the smiles. So glad you ran into such a nice man. I know how he feels though for I had someone park so close I had to get in the passenger side.
ReplyDeleteIt appears we have something in common Olga.
ReplyDeleteDon't even get me started on parallel parking.
I wish all parking spaces were the size of Costco. Have you ever notice? They are a parking space and a half. No door issues, just perfect for an imperfect parker like myself.
As bad as you are at parking, I am at backing up. I cannot back up in a straight line to save my life. And then when I see these folks backing up into a parking spot and I'm not sure whether to be in awe or to consider giving up driving.
ReplyDeleteTake care, stay well!
If we have to parallel park I get out of the car and my husband Art gets in the driver's seat and does it.
ReplyDeleteMargaret -- we will have to have a contest. In a Costco parking lot. After hours. To protect the innocent.
ReplyDeleteLoved this post too, Olga. I'm not great with spatial approximation either. Art usually says, "Let me do it," recognizing that I'm probably going to screw up his organizing pattern in the fridge space. As for parking, let's not even go there. How nice that the gentleman was a kind, thoughtful gentleman. And how sad that you're running into cranky people. Gosh!
ReplyDeleteI like how that man let you know he really did appreciate your consideration. I often have to move my car after driving in to park and seeing I am too close to one side or the other. When people are cranky I think of how I don't know what stress they are under. We can't even see each others' smiles these days with our masks on.
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